Uncle Feng is so weird!

Mommy is also very strange!

Doudou always felt that there was some ulterior secret between the two of them. She looked at the closed door and then at Mommy, who looked stunned and seemed to have been greatly frightened. She tilted her head and used a very strange expression.

He looked at Qin Weiqian with his eyes.

"Why is mommy's mouth swollen?" The little voice was soft.

Qin Wei's cheeks felt hot, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to wipe her lips: "Is there any? No."

"Take the mirror and see for yourself." Doudou said as he handed the mirror over.

Qin Weiqian looked at herself in the mirror, and her lips were really swollen!

Feng Jiuci, that bastard, must have made such obvious marks because he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for her!

Qin Weiqian was furious, but she didn't dare to show it in front of Doudou. She suppressed her anger and showed a forced smile to Doudou, saying: "The water was too hot when I took a shower just now, and I accidentally burned my mouth.

"

"Mommy didn't change her clothes today and didn't take a shower at all. Also, our water heater is at a constant temperature and won't scald people. Have you forgotten?" the little guy asked in a serious tone.

Qin Weiqian felt her face hurt. How should she explain to Doudou at this time?

"Well, aren't you going to sleep? It's so late, go to bed quickly, or you won't grow taller if you don't sleep." She threatened Doudou.

Doudou tilted his head: "Why doesn't Mommy explain? Could it be that Uncle Feng did it?"

Qin Weiqian's cheeks became even hotter. She suddenly felt the importance of giving birth to a child whose silence is golden. Qin Weiqian was really embarrassed when she met someone like Doudou who was inquisitive!

Take a deep breath, find some clothes, and go into the bathroom: "I'll wash up, and you go back to your room and sleep."

"Uncle Feng said that Mommy had just taken a bath. It turns out that Mommy was just playing with Uncle Feng in the bathroom." Doudou's light voice came with a hint of playfulness.

Qin Wei opened the bathroom door with a slight swipe and glared at him fiercely: "Shut up now. If you keep talking, I will sew your little mouth shut."

"Mommy is so angry. Humph, if Uncle Feng dares to come over tomorrow, I will really ask him what he did to Mummy!" Doudou raised her little face angrily and walked into the bedroom as she spoke.

Go, sleep and sleep.

Qin Weiqian, who was no longer being questioned, breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the mess around her and the things she had knocked down during the fight with Feng Jiuci. Qin Weiqian bent down and carefully picked them up, with thoughts echoing in her mind.

Seeing everything that happened before, Qin Weiqian clenched her fists in shame and anger.

Feng Jiuci, you bastard!

I hate you so much!

Boiling water, taking a shower, all I could think of was the image of Feng Jiuci's hand brushing his body.

She wiped her body vigorously with shower gel several times, especially her chest. She washed it seven or eight times in a row, but she couldn't get rid of the feeling of being touched. It was very uncomfortable!

The more Qin Weiqian thought about it, the angrier she became. She wished she could beat Feng Jiuci to pieces and cut him into pieces!

After gritting her teeth and taking a shower, Doudou still hadn't gone to bed yet. She was sitting on the bed playing with her mobile phone. She didn't know what she was fussing about. Her face was still bulging with anger, as if she had stuffed two steamed buns.

Qin Weiqian poured a cup of hot water and took a sip. She heard her cell phone ringing. She picked it up and saw that it was a message sent to her by Feng Jiuci.

"Doudou is scolding me." With these five simple words, it was obvious that Feng Jiuci was very unhappy.

Qin Weiqian snorted coldly and replied with a message: "Why are you scolding you?"

"I'm not here, teach him better." Feng Jiu replied meaningfully in farewell.

Qin Weiqian thought to herself: What's wrong with my precious son? He needs an outsider to point out!

He snorted disdainfully: "My son is very good!"

"Well, very good." The man's deep voice was very pleasant, "When Doudou wakes up tomorrow morning, bring him to the company."

"No, I want to resign, I quit!" Qin Weiqian suppressed her anger and negotiated with Feng Jiuci very seriously: "I will take the resignation letter tomorrow."

"What book?" The man pretended to be confused.

Qin Weiqian: "Resignation letter."

"No." He refused directly: "Doudou will bring it to the company tomorrow. He is by my side, and I feel at ease."

It's a completely unacceptable tone.

Qin Weiqian cut off the phone call, "Go to hell, you molested my mother, and you want to possess my son, don't even think about it!"

Rushing into the room, Qin Wei covered herself with the quilt and went to sleep!

"Mommy, Uncle Feng is angry with you again?" Doudou next to her put down her mobile phone and approached Qin Weiqian with her big, beautiful eyes.

Qin Weiqian put her eyebrows between his eyebrows and said, "Why are you playing with your phone while you sleep?"

"Oh." Doudou responded obediently, sat on the bedside, picked up the phone and continued to blast Feng Jiuci, cursing for half an hour.

Feng Jiuci, who was driving home all the way, listened to the ringing of his cell phone. He picked it up and took a look at it. The corners of his mouth curled up. When he got home, he parked the car.

The butler greeted him respectfully: "Good evening, young master. Do you want to prepare dinner?"

"No need." Feng Jiuci just finished speaking, but he remembered that the little guy must have been hungry after scolding him for so long. He said, "Prepare some good-looking food. It doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not. I want to take pictures."

housekeeper???

Taking food photos?

When did the young master become so boring?

Although the confused butler was confused, he still followed Feng Jiuci's instructions and went to the kitchen to give instructions. Feng Jiuci also focused on the roasted fat beef, which Doudou liked to eat.

Sitting quietly in the living room waiting for the delicious food to come out and reading company documents, Mrs. Feng came back from nowhere. She ran in from the door in the middle of the night without changing her shoes, and asked Feng Jiuci: "I heard that Doudou

Missing? Have you found it?”

"How did mom know?" Feng Jiuci raised his head leisurely.

Mrs. Feng said: "Half of the senior management of your company gave up their work and went out to look for their children. Can I know? Did the Wang family hide Doudou? I just went to the Wang Group to look for someone, but I didn't see it.

Wang Jiren."

Feng Jiuci said: "You are serious, the child is indeed not with Wang Jiren."

"Where is that?" Mrs. Feng asked anxiously.

Feng Jiuci said: "He lives in his own home."

"I've been there, but I didn't see the child, and I searched with her mother for a long time." Mrs. Feng even called the police for this.

"The kid is fine." Feng Jiuci saw that the kitchen was ready, so he walked over with his cell phone and took a few photos.

Mrs. Feng looked at her son's strange behavior and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Doudou is probably hungry. Take two photos for him to see." Feng Jiuci smiled half-heartedly and sent Doudou the photos.

Mrs. Feng breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Feng Jiuci's cell phone received a reply soon, and asked: "Where did you find Doudou?"

"Hospital." At this point, Feng Jiuci suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Mom, I have something to tell you, Doudou is not a child of the Wang family."

"Really?" Mrs. Feng was very surprised.

Feng Jiuci nodded: "Really."

She was suddenly in a good mood: "I just said that this child is so well-behaved and cute, and so beautiful, how could he be the best child that an old man like Wang Jiren can give birth to!"

Feng Jiuci curved his lips and asked with a smile: "Mom, do you think Doudou is pretty?"

"Yes, don't you think?" Mrs. Feng asked back.

Feng Jiuci: "Then do you think he looks like me?"

This question obviously stunned Mrs. Feng, and then she heard her laughing loudly: "How can such a well-behaved and smart child like Doudou look like you? You don't even look at yourself in the mirror. You are a child your age.

Even if you can’t give birth to a child, you still have the nerve to compete with Doudou?”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Feng suddenly became angry and said to the kitchen: "What are you busy with at night? Who asked you to prepare dinner for the young master? Let him starve to death so that I can go out and adopt a new child!"
Chapter completed!